Semua Bab The Billionaire Heiress's Lover (The Van Dyke Sisters 3): Bab 21 - Bab 30

Caitlin had gone to her first appointment at the OBGYN. She was almost seven weeks long. Catherine and Hector had gone with her. It was so amazing to hear the baby’s heartbeat over the monitor. It made it more real for her. It also made her think about her beloved A.J. She had given him a memento to remember her by but what he didn’t know was he had given her one too – that would last a lifetime. But that was how she would have remembered A.J. anyway, for a lifetime whether she was pregnant or not. She was happy and grateful Hector and Catherine had been there with her, but she couldn’t help but wish A.J. had been there, too. She believed he would have gotten a kick out of being a father. Oh, well. Life goes on. I must forge ahead. And good times are ahead of me – and the baby. Tonight was the night of her party at Richmond Country Club. She was pretty excited about it. She didn’t get to plan parties often without her mother interjecting. Caitlin ha

Shit! I need a real drink. What’s with the sparkling fucking wine? he thought as a waitress poured some of it in the duchess’s – or rather Caitlin Van Dyke’s glass. Jesus. The woman I’ve been searching for for over a month is Caitlin fucking Van Dyke! The woman my father is head over heels for. Fuck my life. Fuck me. Just fuck. And why can’t we have real alcohol? I don’t understand this shit. Okay. Okay. Just calm down. Panicking is not going to help the situation. Then he made the mistake of glancing her way. The dress she was wearing was screaming youth, sex appeal, sophistication, and – look at my huge tits. Fuck it! I’m grabbing her and taking her out of here. Dad is just going to have to find someone else. She’s mine! Before he could act, a waitress blocked his view of the breasts in question. He had half a mind to tell her to get the fuck out of the way.“Mr. Beaumont. We were told Pinot Noir was your favorite red wine.

The next morning . . . It was nine-thirty in the morning. Caitlin had eaten breakfast with her parents and sister and then immediately went upstairs and threw it up. “Ugh, god. I can’t even keep my favorite breakfast down,” Caitlin groaned as she walked to her bed. She laid down. “My life really does stink.” There was a knock at the door. “Come in.” Chastity walked in carrying a soda and what looked like a pack of crackers. She closed the door behind her. “What’s all that?” Caitlin asked. “Ginger ale and saltines,” Chastity answered as she put them on the nightstand. “It helped with Chelsea’s morning sickness when she was pregnant.” “What!” Caitlin shouted. She didn’t mean to yell but she wasn’t expecting that answer. “What makes you – I mean are you pregnant?” Chastity laughed. It had a hint of sarcasm laced in it. “Let’s cut the bull upfront. I know you’re pregnant

Julian took Alexander to a place called Subs. That was it. That was the name over the doors. Subs. Their father had taken them there several times in the past while they were growing up. The place had the best subs in New York. The problem was no one knew it. It was just a hole in the wall, dinky restaurant that just sold subs and a few sides. They made your sub your way - before Subway was in existence from what their father had told them. If you wanted tuna and ham on the same sub, they made it and didn’t say a word. “You’re not hungry? You keep picking at your food,” Julian said with his mouth full. Julian had gotten a foot long meatball sub with a side of onion rings. “I guess not. I got a lot on my mind,” Alexander said as he kept toying with a fry on his plate. He had ordered a Philly cheesesteak. “Yeah, since you’ve returned. Cassandra and I have noticed you haven’t been . . . yourself. What happened in Florida this summer?” Julia

A few days later . . . Tonight was the night of the engagement party at the Van Dyke estate. During the past few days, Caitlin had been able to avoid Alexander. Then again, he hadn’t tried to seek her out since the day after the dinner party. However, they have no choice but to see each other tonight. But Caitlin kept reminding herself all will be well once he leaves. He just came for the engagement party. She took time out to take deep breaths, trying to remain calm and unagitated for the baby’s sake, keeping her blood pressure in mind. The OBGYN had advised her to do the things she had done in the past when she experienced anxiety and stress. She also agreed with Dr. Marsh about taking up yoga. They were all good ideas but they couldn’t erase one fact. Whether Alexander was in New York, Florida Keys, or L.A. he’s going to hear she was pregnant after the wedding. But she knew how she was going to handle it. If he ever confronted her abo